The lilacs in the south of the Yangtze River bloomed and faded, witnessing a love affair that bloomed from the dust.
When the poor scholar Feng Yanqiu first arrived in Huaicheng, he had nothing but talent and character. Miss Shen Qingyan was trapped in a deep house, but under the lilac tree, she understood the stars in his eyes. The worldly rumors and the family gap cannot stop the two from cherishing each other - she helps him study with her dowry, and he promises her stability with his promise.
When the results were released in spring, he lived up to his expectations, but left the bustling capital to go to Suzhou with her. In the small courtyard of the official residence, the bamboo shadows roll out the window, accompanied by pen and ink. His awe-inspiring and upright attitude when he solved the case, and the gentle brushstrokes on her drawing paper, bring out the most practical years. From the old alleys of Huaicheng to the smoke and water of Suzhou, from the shyness of first meeting to the calmness of returning home, they have seen the turmoil in the officialdom, and have also kept each other's daily necessities, and finally understand: the best time to stay together is never the oath before flowers and under the moon, but when the wind and rain come, you and I side by side, turning ordinary days into poetry.
This is a story about courage, trust and companionship. Like the lilacs in front of the window, they bloom silently and have a long fragrance in the ordinary years.
